Chapter 37. The Desert's Betrayal

"Hiyah!"

Derga spurred his horse, galloping into the forest that bordered the Mereloff territory—the opposite direction from the Great Desert. A temporary training ground, established by the previous generation to secure the area, lay hidden within its depths.

Deo should be there with the private soldiers.

'No, he has to be there!'

Under pressure from the investigation team, the soldiers stationed at the mansion had been dismissed, but the private army, centered around Deo, remained.

"Deoooo!"

Derga dismounted and ran towards the training grounds. His voice, raw with desperation, echoed back to him.

Silence. Not a soul in sight.

"No, it can't be..."

Could there be a worse fate after the worst?

A torrent of dreadful possibilities flooded Derga's mind. Had the fleeing butler managed to relay the message to Deo? Even if he had, could Deo have... fled?

"Count!"

A voice.